Li Chen nodded and said: "You guessed it right, he does have such thoughts. But since he is here and has brought Yanyun Sixteenth Cavalry here, it is better than not coming at all."
Wu Qingcang said: "Having said that, I still have a layer of worry."
Li Chen glanced at Wu Qingcang and said, "But it doesn't matter."
Wu Qingcang lowered his voice and said: "The sixteen cavalry of Yanyun have more than 100,000 troops. If they go out and do nothing, that's it. Don't worry about them arriving at the Crescent Pass. Not only do they go out and fail, but they also reach out to Crescent Pass."
If we need food and supplies, Yueyangguan will already be stretched thin by then, and we still have to support these 100,000 people, so what should we do?"
"That's all. It's just a matter of some food and grass. With the support of Gansu and Shaanxi, although the food and grass are tight, it won't be unable to be moved out. But the key is that these 100,000 people only know King Ning, but don't know His Highness Yan Yun.
If Sixteen Cavalry has other thoughts, then it will be a bad thing."
"Maybe if the war goes well, you won't have any inappropriate thoughts, but if the war goes poorly..."
Wu Qingcang's words made Li Chen narrow his eyes slightly.
He just tried every means to bring Prince Ning over, but he really didn't think about this aspect.
Wu Qingcang indeed reminded him.
"I have my own concerns about this, so you don't have to worry." Li Chen comforted Wu Qingcang. He was thinking of countermeasures in his heart and kept walking. The Crescent Pass was already very close in front of him.
"Go to the city first, and we'll talk about the rest later." Li Chen said to Wu Qingcang.
As he approached the city gate and before he could enter, Li Chen saw many wounded soldiers sitting slumped on the roadside.
The bodies of these wounded soldiers were scarred, with blood and wounds everywhere, but even though most of them only breathed their last, no one came to treat them.
Li Chen frowned at the scene in front of him, walked forward, squatted down in front of a wounded soldier, and asked: "Brother, where are you from?"
There were seventeen or eight old and new wounds crisscrossing the wounded soldier's body. Three fingers were missing from the palm of his left hand, and the most serious injury was not here yet. One of his ears was missing, and a wound as big as a child's hand opened on his scalp.
, because there was no cooking, the white skull was vaguely visible under the black and red blood.
This scene is terrifying just to look at it.
But Li Chen seemed not to notice, and even stared at the wounded soldier in front of him.
The wounded soldier raised his eyelids and glanced at Li Chen feebly, and said angrily: "He's local."
Li Chen nodded.
Most of the soldiers at Crescent Pass are locals, and many of them are passed down from generation to generation.
Their ancestors all had sworn enemies with the Liao army.
This is not unusual at Crescent Gate.
"You are injured like this and no one cares about you?" Li Chen asked.
At this time, as long as the wounded soldier said even one word of complaint, all the generals at Crescent Pass, including Wu Qingcang, would have to bear Li Chen's wrath.
But the wounded soldier said in a matter-of-fact tone: "I'm going to die, why are you wasting doctors and herbs on me?"
"If you have the time, why don't you go save those brothers who can still go to the battlefield and kill a few more Liao dogs for me?"
These words left Li Chen speechless.
He never expected that the soldiers at Crescent Pass would look like this.
"But aren't you afraid of death?" Li Chen couldn't help but ask.
